after i become the sun

"Take out the token, or it won't let you in." He Qigui took out a black iron token from his bosom, which was similar in size and shape to He Qiyang's, except for the animal face on the token. The pattern is a little different.

After taking it out, facing the position of the door, sweep it.

The token lights up.

This is passed.

After He Qiyang saw it, he imitated his brother and took out the bronze token from his pocket, and swept it at the gate. The token also lit up, much brighter than the one in He Qigui's hand.

After that, the door opened.

"Okay, let's go in." He Qigui said after seeing it.

The bronze gate was slightly opened from the inside to the outside, almost a gap that two people could pass through. He Qigui went in first, followed by He Qiyang.

Turning his head to look, he found that the bronze door was closed again.

Unsurprisingly.

He Qiyang withdrew his gaze without any surprise, turned his head, and looked at everything in the Taikang Academy again.

Originally, because of the bronze gate, he thought that the Taikang Courtyard should be similar in style to Yangzhai City, and should have that kind of thick and simple feeling. However, when he saw everything inside, he realized that he was wrong.

The overall style of Taikang Academy is more ancient and mysterious.

Similar to its lighting ceremony animal sacrifice, it has a witch-like flavor that is biased toward nature and wildness.

He Qiyang followed behind He Qigui, walking all the way, watching silently.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong. The gargoyle on the academy that he saw just now looked weird? ?

It must be too big.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned his head to look at the school he just passed by.

On the slightly upturned eaves corner on the black roof, there is a fluffy black tail dangling around, because the color blends too well with the surroundings, even he didn't notice it for a while.

After walking for a while, I found something strange about the roof, so I turned my head to look again.

Now you can see it.

He Qiyang could vaguely see some large fluffy animals lying lazily on the roof.

Close your eyes.

It seems to be aware of his gaze.

The large black animal opened its eyes, and looked straight over with its dark green pupils. When it saw He Qiyang below, it tilted its head, with a hint of interest in its eyes.

This is……

newborn?

Qi Miao licked her paw, she seemed to be in the same class as him, but why did she feel familiar?

seriously.

Because the color of the fur was really integrated with the roof, He Qiyang waited for the large animal to move, and finally recognized the animal's shape, which seemed to be the blood of a leopard.

Just the vigorous and smooth body shape is full of beauty.

It's just a little darker, He Qiyang thought with regret in his heart, if it was another color, he should be able to see through it at a glance.

"Huh?" He Qigui felt that He Qiyang stopped beside him, turned his head, and followed his younger brother's gaze. He didn't see it at first glance, but he didn't see it until he looked at it several times.

It's Qi Miao again!

He Qigui's forehead twitched.

This Wushan leopard also came recently.

Because the old guy in the academy insisted that the Wushan leopard is also a kind of witch. One is a leopard and the other is a human. The key point is that those high-level people really believed it and flew around with this Wushan leopard every day.

Recently, I have developed a bad habit of squatting in the dark.

I don't care what my hair looks like.

If someone jumps over the eaves and steps on him without seeing him blending into the black eaves, isn't it normal?

"That's Qi Miao." Thinking of what happened not long ago, He Qigui's face became even more stinky. It was because his brother was staying next to him. For some reason, he always hated cats even though he was a corvid.

Obviously other crows like cat ears.

He turned to look at his brother.

Noticing that the latter was looking at the Wushan leopard with the eyes of some strange creature, he had seen this expression on many people's faces before he opened his mouth and replied without raising his eyelids, "Don't think about it, He has no special ability, and the reason why he escapes your gaze is because he is too dark."

"In addition to the unique astringent breath of feline blood."

"Oh? Is that so?" He Qiyang was instantly disappointed when he heard his brother's words. He thought he could see different special abilities?But he soon rekindled other interests.

In other words, can a cat really be so black?

What is his bloodline?

"........."

"Don't say in front of him that he is very dark. This leopard thief holds vengeance and is very patient. If you are not afraid of having a big cat staring at you every time you go to the bathroom, and at the same time shaking your head in a good mood If you have a tail, just ask."

He Qigui saw what his brother wanted to ask, so he directly cut off his dangerous thoughts.

This is one place.

He Qiyang stabilized instantly.

Although he was very curious, when he thought of the scene his brother said, he thanked him very much.

"If you really want to see it, you will have a lot of opportunities in the future." He Qigui looked at the sky, the horizon, and at some point, the sun had already revealed a slight golden edge, smudged the sky, he estimated that the old witch should have gotten up by now, so he opened his mouth Said: "Now follow me to the old witch's place and get a sign."

"Otherwise, it's useless for you to hunt!"

Rituals are also required.

As soon as these words came out, He Qiyang also knew.

Instead of continuing to toss about on the road, he followed He Qigui to a certain direction.

He Qigui seemed to come here often.

I am very familiar with the surrounding roads. Taikangyuan is slightly different from Yangzhai City. There are more green plants in Taikangyuan, whether it is ordinary plants or plant-like monsters, which leads to some roads hidden under the green. People probably don't even know how to walk, and they can step on the trap of plant-type monsters if they are not careful.

And what about He Qigui?

You know where you are going without looking at it, and you are a skilled worker at a glance.

The two brothers walked quickly, walking on the path, through the towering forest, avoiding the seemingly quiet monster traps that were actually full of murderous intentions, and finally arrived at the destination.

A little dilapidated cabin.

To say the cabin is dilapidated is no exaggeration.

The hay on the roof was pulled away by someone, and it was scattered all over the place in tatters. The wooden house didn't even have a door, and a black and dirty animal skin acted as a curtain.

The animal skin curtain did not know who had smeared the strange liquid on it, but it had turned jet black under the change of time.

This is nothing.

What is even more eye-catching is a big bronze tripod that is almost half the size of the wooden door in front of the broken wooden house. The big tripod has two ears and three legs. It is round and round at the door.

The cumbersome patterns on Ding's body are the only ones that He Qiyang has seen in his life.

The complicated pattern also means that this tripod is a ritual vessel.

He Qiyang's eyes lingered on the tripod, and it was precisely the various animal-mask patterns on the tripod's body, which he had never seen before, and those animal-mask patterns were carved so vividly.

It seems that it can be drilled out of it in the next second.

At this time, He Qiyang watched helplessly as a scorpion slowly crawled out of the tripod holding its double claws. The scorpion was covered in lavender, and it looked like an unusual poison.

"It's here." He Qigui is used to everything about the wooden house. Seeing his younger brother's appearance, he rarely explained something. After explaining, he raised his head and shouted at the wooden house, "Old witch, are you awake?" ?”

"The scorpion in your pot has come out again!!"

The voice just fell.

An old but angry voice came from the wooden house, and he directly spoke up and retorted to He Qigui confidently: "Wake up, since you saw it, just help me get that scorpion back!"

"No, this is not my breakfast." He Qigui flatly refused.

He turned his head and found He Qiyang's strange eyes, coughed and said, "The old witch's force value is average, but his ability is very strange, and the food he eats also has special toxins, ordinary people should not touch it."

"Anyway, if the scorpion escapes, he will catch it himself."

"You are a fire crow, why are you so afraid of this!" The old witch just opened the door curtain and walked out of the room, hearing He Qigui's rejection of his breakfast, he immediately spoke in dissatisfaction.

The attribute of the fire crow is fire, high temperature, and it is resistant to most toxins.

He Qigui sneered and said, "Do you think I forgot how those unlucky fire-attributed bastards got tricked?"

Ok.

It appears that there are many victims.

He Qiyang twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard his brother's words, and raised his head to look across.

Then I found that the old witch was indeed worthy of the name.

Perfectly fits everyone's fantasy definition of a witch.

The old face looked a little funny because of the dissatisfied expression, his body was shriveled and thin, and the animal fur clothes were loose on his body, but he was in good spirits. The little old man was looking at He Qigui with dissatisfaction, feeling that this guy was getting worse and worse. The more difficult it is to be fooled, he opened his mouth to defend himself and said: "That's because they are too weak."

"These things are obviously delicious!"

He Qigui snorted.

Ignore him.

Anyway, many of the old witch's materials were provided by the He family. As long as he didn't take the initiative to make a move, he would usually not play tricks on him, but sometimes he often tempted him to step into the pit.

"Don't believe his words." He Qigui turned his head and said to He Qiyang: "This guy is reliable except for the ceremony, and he doesn't tell the truth at other times."

"Whoever believes is unlucky."

The old witch followed He Qigui's gaze to the side, saw He Qiyang's face for the first time, and said, "Hey, she's pretty good-looking, even prettier than you!"

"This is your second uncle's son? The father and son look alike."

"To be honest, sometimes I want to study the bloodline of the main branch of your He family. It is obviously a corvid family, but all of them are pretty good-looking. Fortunately, they have been so similar for several generations."

"It looks like some rare spell."

After finishing speaking, he smashed his mouth, stretched out a hand in the direction of the bronze tripod without looking at it, grabbed the poisonous scorpion that was trying to escape, ignored the sharp scorpion tail that emitted poison, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to chew .

The hard scorpion shell made a creaking sound under the chewing of the teeth, which caused a toothache. It was obviously highly poisonous, but the old witch ate it very happily, and even had a somewhat enjoyable expression. The scorpion was alive and well, and dark green tissue fluid flowed from the corner of its mouth After coming down, the old man turned his head, reached out to pick up the animal skin curtain behind him, and wiped his mouth.

All right.

He now knows what the dirty thing on the door curtain is.

He Qiyang was silent in his heart.

He Qigui smiled and said calmly: "You can try."

The old witch just said hello, after flirting with He Qigui, he acted like a normal person, eating a scorpion, he looked He Qiyang up and down, and said in a vague voice: "Is this a hunting sign?"

"It seems that your He family is going to wake up this time."

The tone is affirmative.

He Qiyang only felt that this old witch's eyes were really terrifying, as if he could see through people's hearts. He wondered if he sensed his talent and said such words.

He Qiyang thinks it's the latter.

Spooky, scary, mysterious.

This was the first impression I had upon seeing the old witch.

"Thank you Ji Yan, when will the hunting sign be available?"

"Why are you in such a hurry, I don't really know how to eat people." The old witch snorted when he heard He Qigui's words. The little old man usually has a high status, and no one dares to confront him, for fear that he will cast a curse when he gets angry. .

That is to say, He Qigui's temper is unpredictable.

If someone is angry with him, he will report it on the spot.

At the beginning when the old witch made a move, the cabin was almost burned by He Qigui. When he asked the latter why he was not afraid of casting a curse by himself, the guy said slowly: "If your curse can be used at any time, then there is no need to hide it. In the Taikang Institute."

Hearing this, the old witch wished he could cast a curse on him on the spot.

However, because of this, the old and the young had a strange relationship, and the He family was very knowledgeable, and they would always send some rare materials over. There is no small closeness.

Even so, the old witch is still working.

His withered hands stretched into the hot bronze cauldron like a skeleton and stirred, and as he stirred the black liquid medicine, many strange things appeared in the tumbling, some were animal skeletons, and some were some poisons.

After stirring, he motioned He Qiyang to lean in front of him: "Come here, little birdie, I'll draw something for you."

"Go!" He Qigui's voice was behind him.

He Qiyang nodded, raised his foot, walked towards the old witch, and stopped in front of him.

The old witch's withered hands were covered with jet-black liquid medicine, and he lifted them up to the center of He Qiyang's eyebrows, as if he wanted to draw something. Suddenly, the old witch paused, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He closed his eyes, sniffed his nose, and when he opened his eyes again, he put down his hands angrily, and said unhappily, "Are you kidding me?"

"This little bird has clearly lit up the inheritance!"